Kyle Morton:Poor Bastard Lyrics

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I awoke inside a coffinBeing lowered into the groundOn a clear winter morningThere were mourners gathered 'roundI could see them though the lid was closedI couldn't tell you howA couple unexpected loversIn a less-than-hoped-for turnoutAs a stranger read my eulogy aloud

He suffered long, he's finally goneIf one thing must be said...But he left the sentence hangingI was done with being deadI leapt up from the casketLooking like Dracula's RevengeIt came off pretty gauche I guessBut what's a joke between your friends?I said I'm feeling so much better nowI want to thank you all for coming outThough premature, it truly means the worldThen I started laughing, they started leavingAnd in that moment I believed inKarma, and in my mouth the mantra formed

It will come back eventuallyIt will come back, come back, eventuallyYou will be reborn